Chapter Seventy Two

Chapter Seventy Two

Michael’s Point of View

As the sun was starting to come up and the glow came through the trees, I finished filling the hole I had dumped the body into and Thomas and Damon were in the car waiting to take me home. They had stayed and hung around, but they didn’t participate in any of the actual fun, which was fine because I didn’t want them to.

She was mine.

MY way of dealing with MY shit.

Once the filling was done, I looked around for a large rock to put on top, as a marker and headed back to the guys. I brushed down my pants, which were pretty covered in mud, and got into the car. I’d certainly need to shower when I got back and needed some good sleep but all in all, it was a very good evening. Much better than I originally thought It would be.

Why would I want to just sit around with a bunch of people I didn’t know, talking about someone I didn’t want to talk about?

The car ride back to the house was quiet. I just leaned my head against the window and closed